Camping

Last weekend was our very first Montana camping trip. We went to Gibson lake with my sister and her family, just for a night. This was the first time Eva has ever been camping and the first time I've been since she was born. All the kids get along pretty well, and there were no major disasters, so I'm calling it a good time. The hammock was the biggest attraction for the kids. They took turns lying in it while the others pushed them as high as they could go. No one fell out and there were only a few tears when turns were skipped. Eva thought sleeping in a tent next to Mom and Dad was GREAT and not to be wasted by actually sleeping, so Rob and I didn't get much sleep at night. But the weather was nice, we got to do a bit of canoeing on the lake with Rob's old/new cedar-strip canoe and the kids got as wet/muddy as they wanted. We had one little mishap on the way home driving through some construction where our tire picked up a 6 inch rusty old nail. We had to stop in Small Town, MT to get it removed and the tire patched but it gave us a chance to watch the natives while we waited. All in all it was a fun trip and we're hoping the weather doesn't turn cold too fast so we can go again soon.